LE

LE

Well first would be case white, then case yellow (with case red) then case blue. Any suggestions after that are welcome.

A fireman to be successful, must enter buildings; His whole success depends on his getting in and remaining there, and he must always carry his appliances with him, as without them he is of no use. James Braidwood (1800-1861)

LE

LE

If I were a dictator, I'd gas anyone with an IQ of less than 100, anyone who can't spell correctly and anyone who doesn't know the basic rules of courtesy.

After I've warmed up, I'd really get into my stride.

Once during a fever I remembered that when a European is dying, there is usually some sort of ceremony in which he asks the pardon of others and pardons them. I have a great many enemies, and I thought, what should my answer be if some modernized persons should ask me my views on this? After considering it, I decided: Let them go on hating me. I shall not forgive a single one of them.

War Hero

What kind of girly girl are you? Roundshaw is a walk in the park - hit Addiscombe and New Addington for max scum destruction.

"Salvador Dali tells a fable of a sardine on the seabed who, seeing a submarine pass overhead, says to his children: “There goes our revenge: a great tin made of sheet-iron in which men, covered in oil, are held inside, pressed against one another.”" - John Winton

War Hero

I am saying that no one from Roundshaw ever had the balls to shoot me - Addiscombe and New Addington both had numerous attempts at killing me. Thornton Heath is too low level to worry about - the only person to dare to shoot me there spent 24 hours crying and hiding on a roof. Central Croydon is all poseur wannabes - get the outskirts like a sensible dictator.

[Edited to point out someone tried blowing me up in Roundshaw, but they hurt themselves and not me so that doesn't count]

"Salvador Dali tells a fable of a sardine on the seabed who, seeing a submarine pass overhead, says to his children: “There goes our revenge: a great tin made of sheet-iron in which men, covered in oil, are held inside, pressed against one another.”" - John Winton

Old-Salt

I am saying that no one from Roundshaw ever had the balls to shoot me - Addiscombe and New Addington both had numerous attempts at killing me. Thornton Heath is too low level to worry about - the only person to dare to shoot me there spent 24 hours crying and hiding on a roof. Central Croydon is all poseur wannabes - get the outskirts like a sensible dictator.

[Edited to point out someone tried blowing me up in Roundshaw, but they hurt themselves and not me so that doesn't count]

War Hero

And back on topic - if I were a Dictator I would have a new uniform for Sappers of nothing but gold lamé pants and combat boots issued.

"Salvador Dali tells a fable of a sardine on the seabed who, seeing a submarine pass overhead, says to his children: “There goes our revenge: a great tin made of sheet-iron in which men, covered in oil, are held inside, pressed against one another.”" - John Winton

War Hero

Going to school usually - I joined up to move to where fewer people would point weapons at me

"Salvador Dali tells a fable of a sardine on the seabed who, seeing a submarine pass overhead, says to his children: “There goes our revenge: a great tin made of sheet-iron in which men, covered in oil, are held inside, pressed against one another.”" - John Winton